They tell me it’s so; the customer service rep, the company, the retailer. They tell me! And I felt it more now. I shouldn’t, but I did. And that we do, that I do, that you do, that no one else but you and no one else but me does. We are all special—as consumers. And when I am the customer service rep and the company man and get paid, I know how all those customer service reps must feel when they I pay them, because of my custom. It feels just wonderful.
It is with deep regret that the gains made with the quality of the air seems to be coming to an end outside my window. I still use courier, though.
When one becomes a consumer, which one if not all of us are, then to tell others that they shouldn’t is no longer relevant, he said. I shouldn’t say it, no more. How can I?
From a pulpit, they talked about loving others from and then you may fall short: An ideal followed by a fall. Naturally, we could do that, being human. By taking that on board, was someone heading for a fall, by suggestion? Dunno. But what was the remedy? Some people said to me, “You go stagnant there. You don’t grow there.” But there was a thread of good among the dross…learning about grace, for me. But one stills must grow in grace, not leave it sitting still.
People started calling me a writer and identified me as a writer, but I do not like to be called a writer. I am uncomfortable with the designation. Because I am a person, not a writer. I do not even like to say I write things. There is something, well, official about the title, and formal, but I am not royalty and I don’t want to be put on a pedestal, and labelled as “writer 123”. I hold no pride in the title “writer”. When I realized this more I thought about changing the title of this blog to “Mr. Invisible’s Shanty Town” or something like that, which I may do. This blog has all the writerly bits and bobs like a category called “writers life” but I’d sooner be more inconspicuous now. If I happen to use writerly categories, they are convenient ways of connecting with readers. All I am is me.